"Damn it, I'll remember this guy throwing a plate at me. The next time I see him, I'm going to shoot him." Scott recalled what had just happened, and he couldn't help but recover from his shock as he spoke with a hint of anger in his voice.
"Brother, he's obviously not someone the FBI can handle. You should avoid him!" Sarah advised.
"That's right. That guy is like a super soldier from Marvel. He's beyond the scope of scientific understanding."
Scott smiled bitterly. "However, the genetic warriors that our military is researching should be able to compete with him."
At this time, the vice-captain named Sartre led a group of FBI agents up to the rooftop. Seeing that Xiao Luo was no longer on the rooftop, he asked anxiously, "Captain Scott, where's the Thousand-Faced Killer, Xiao Han?"
"Isn't he there? Can't you see him? "Scott pointed at Xiao Luo, who happened to land on the roof of a building about a kilometer away.
"Gulp!"
Seeing Xiao Luo leaping from the rooftops of various buildings, the FBI agents' faces changed. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't have believed such a ridiculous thing. How could a human fly without the help of any external tools? Although it wasn't flying in the true sense, it was almost the same as flying.
"How could we let him escape? How could we let him escape …"
Vice-captain Sartre lost control of his emotions after regaining his senses, and his voice was close to a roar.
Scott's gaze turned cold, and he kicked him to the ground. "Sartre, why are you yelling at me? Who's more powerful, you or me? Damn it, I know you've been eyeing my position for a long time. Come on, I'll give it to you, okay? "
"Captain, I've never thought of that."
Sartre quickly stood up from the ground and straightened his body. He looked like he was being lectured respectfully.
"Damn it, you yelled louder than me just now, and you still say you haven't thought of it?"
Scott went up and punched him. "Have you thought of it? Have you thought of it or not? Tell me!"
Whether Sartre answered "Yes," or "No," the result was the same. He would be beaten up.
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Xiao Luo used the peerless Qing Gong, Traceless Snow Steps. He leaped from one hundred meters high to the roofs of various buildings as if he was walking on flat ground. The sound of the wind whistled in his ears. A distance of several tens of meters could be covered with one step, as if he was flying with the wind.
On the rooftop of a large shopping mall, a cleaning auntie was cleaning when Xiao Luo suddenly fell from the sky and silently stood two to three meters away from her. The cleaning auntie was so shocked that she even dropped the bucket in her hand.
Xiao Luo coughed dryly and asked seriously, "How do I get downstairs?"
The cleaning lady was so shocked that she couldn't even speak. When she heard Xiao Luo asking for directions, she subconsciously pointed in the direction of the stairs.
"Thank you."
Xiao Luo nodded to express his gratitude and walked in the direction she pointed.
Not long after, Xiao Luo walked out of the shopping mall's main entrance and blended in perfectly with the city. Just as he took a step onto the road, a yellow convertible sports car braked suddenly and almost hit him.
Xiao Luo took a closer look. It was a Lykan.
Hypersport, a world-class luxury car. He then looked up at the driver's seat and the passenger's seat. Two familiar faces came into view. One of them was a very handsome Caucasian man with a devilish aura. It was Ian, who he had met at the University of Washington that day. Sitting in the passenger's seat was a girl.
She had short hair and was dressed very formally. She didn't put on makeup like other girls. She was completely natural. She had slender eyebrows, a pair of charming eyes, and a delicate nose. Who else could it be but Huang Ruoran?
"Hey, hey, hey. Isn't this your dear friend? What a coincidence to meet you here! "Ian laughed sarcastically.
Xiao Luo looked at Huang Ruoran in the passenger's seat. "Yeah, what a coincidence."
"Xiao Luo …"
Huang Ruoran lowered her head in shame. Then she quickly gathered her courage and turned to Ian. "Ian, I want to talk to him alone. I'll call you when I'm done."
"Okay, my dear."
Ian seemed to be showing off. In front of Xiao Luo, he leaned over and kissed Huang Ruoran on the cheek. After that, he glanced at Xiao Luo from the corner of his eyes. It was quite provocative.
Huang Ruoran didn't reject or reprimand him. She just showed a shy expression like a little girl and then shyly got out of the car.
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It was an elegant cafe with classical music playing in the background.
Xiao Luo and Huang Ruoran sat face to face at a window seat. In front of Xiao Luo was a glass of water, and in front of Huang Ruoran was a cup of coffee.
After hesitating for a long time, Huang Ruoran said, "Xiao Luo, I'm in love."
"I can see that."
Xiao Luo nodded. "But why him?"
"Why can't it be him?"
Huang Ruoran asked. Then she added, "He looks unrestrained, but he really cares about me." She glanced at Xiao Luo bitterly and whispered, "Unlike some people …"
Xiao Luo directly ignored her last sentence. He looked at the things she was carrying and said lightly, "Chanel's shoulder bag, Chanel's watch, Tiffany's necklace, RAY's perfume, and the cup of civets in front of you. It's priced at 160 USD per pound."
Huang Ruoran was stunned. She didn't expect Xiao Luo to recognize the brands of all the gifts Ian gave her at a glance. The meaning behind them was very clear. This made her feel like she was being mocked.
She immediately denied it. "I swear to God, I don't like his money. I just like how good he is to me!"
"Actually, you don't have to explain anything to me. You and I are just ordinary friends. I'm happy for you to see that you've found your love. But as someone who has more experience in society than you, I have to give you a piece of advice. Don't treat your youth like a child's play. Many times, you'll regret it for the rest of your life because of the shadow of your youth. Also, Ian has a side to him that you don't know. I advise you to stay away from him," Xiao Luo advised sincerely.
"I won't leave him."
Huang Ruoran said firmly, "It's not easy for me to meet a guy that I like, and he likes me too. Xiao Luo, you should give me your blessings instead of advising me to break up with him."
"Why do I get the feeling that you chose him because of me?" Xiao Luo frowned and asked.
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